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letra de magna carta - melanin 9

slugs burn cops swerve bust the mossberg
big drug firms bust with bugs on they lock turns
shots burn in a black hole
adolescent tadpoles
shattered homes metallic ropes
seven carat evangelist quotes
hang from mechanics for c0ke and blow hammers
broken banisters snapped from addicts hanging from their own fabric
i hold the palette with coloured notes composed through a soulless ballad
resonating on a ferocious planet
i pose for cameras with ex-felons using hands as weapons
tattered emblems pictures
their flesh is a street canvas for scriptures
crucifixes cover bullet wounds where loose clips hit
he told me every war lies within a weightless tear
pictures on his room of an ancient spear
blowing haze thinking of escaping here
he made me think about the legacy left
in lost african soils from the adversaries of death
from the slums of ///////// kids with guns spray with accurate aim
paralysed within the bowel of hate
child trafficking victims used as blueprints for elusive systems
there’s truth in wisdom
brothers refuse to speak
still claiming they repute with peace
pollute the streets bombs tear flesh pigment
where corporates invest millions
with no-one to protest the k!llings
souls alleviate from the vessels of feelings
celestial beginnings arranged in cycles
which just percolates on wisdom’s wave tidal
in the shadows of slave tribals
skyscr-per night views of estate lights fl!cker like constellation gate lines where shapes bind
beneath the bathed shaded sky
i watched a teenage die from a blade shaped with a wood grain vine
son of a sheikh who prayed eight times
saw landscapes with sand caves where allah’s carriage awaits
to take us from this vast vatican state
a marked pattern in sp-ce
the last chapter of god’s rapture relates
like a collage captured on my page
ink patches of six raps from a brick stack flipped on a split axis
the strip’s a vicious magnet shots l!ck off lit lab sticks from gang hits six hit dan in his gland pit
his hands sit horizontal like sanskrit
with rooms tailored from the fresh holes of h-ll’s vanquish

- melanin 9

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